User blog comment:Corbus/Castra Praetoria/@comment-3094815-20111214002759/@comment-4547544-20111214003506

'' Gormil sits on a rock not far away humming a little melody while munching on his lunch. He wears a long chain mail with an green and black surcoat. His Crossbow hangs over his shoulder, the bolts are sticking in there quiever on his belt. The Raven's Beak leans besides him on the rock. He hasn't noticed Aleys and Ceriath yet''